November by Marcela Citterio

She is November. Courageous. Temperamental. Untamed. She is November. Companion. Loyal. Romantic.
She is November. Jet hair. Athletic body. Sensual gait.
She is November. An animal. A mare. And hers is the most impossible and truest love story... The story of a mare in love with her rider that one night of full moon asks for the desire to be able to live that love... And in the morning she wakes up transformed into a girl.

When this story begins, we meet November as Patricio's favorite mare. He is a polo player as wealthy as he is lonely. His passion is horses and his weakness is her: November. Because when they play polo the two of them become one... Because she knows everything he likes...
And guesses his thoughts...
And dies for his smile...
And she whinnies with excitement every time she sees him....
Everything is perfect for both of them... until the day he proposes to his recent bride... while the bride is on top of November herself!
The impact for our November was terrible.... She threw the bride and started to trot like crazy.... She wanted to run away from reality... She wanted to run away from the truth: She was a mare... and Patricio's girlfriend, a beautiful girl...
A reality that Patricio was unaware of... How could he even suspect this secret love of a mare for his employer?
And that very night the story changed... Because November asked the Moon for a chance... to love him... to be able to love him...
And the Moon... The night... The stars... Fate... gave November that chance because the next day she woke up... being a girl!!!!
Who did November become?
Emma.
Who does she say she is?
An expert horse keeper.
What does Patrick think happened to his favorite mare?
He thinks she was stolen.
And what is he going to do to get her back?
Everything in his power and more too.
When is he going to resign himself to not having November anymore?
Never.
What is November's life like now that she has become Emma? Like that of any ordinary girl?
Only...
... she talks to the other horses (of course, they are her family, friends)... ... she is seen “snorting” every now and then...
... only eats grass and grains...
... ... she whinnies when she makes a call...
... sleeps standing up...
... usually raises her upper lip and shows her teeth...
... sniffs as a form of recognition...
... as a defense she kicks her legs backwards... ... ... when she gets angry she digs a hole in the ground...
... on nights with a full moon she is November again until dawn.
But when she loves...
She loves with the same intensity that she once loved.... Because she can be called EMMA...
She can be a beautiful GIRL.
She can have a NORMAL life...
She can pretend to be someone else...
But she will always be the same one who fell in love with him...
The same one who renounced to be who she was...
The same one who loved him unconditionally...
The same as always... NOVEMBER...